So the question of the day – “does it feel like your birthday?” greeted me as I attempted to roll out of bed. Rather I attempted to get off the blow -up bed, get to my knees and hoist myself up onto my 62 year old feet.
I’ve been sleeping on that floor for several nights now. We are staying with our daughter and son- in- law trying to give them some help with their new baby and of course playing with big sister Lydia.
And I began think about that question.
How should a birthday feel?
I could conjure up some expectations that for today, this April 18th, 2012 birthday, wouldn’t work. Those expectations would just set me up for disappointment.
As I muse a bit more about this particular day, I know that in the middle of this fine day I will find God. He is truly my keeper and he has kept me here so far.
And as I look around me today, I realize that I have received a most precious gift, the birth of a new grandchild.
So I ask myself, is this what a birthday should feel like?
Knowing and feeling that I am quite blessed?
After all, I am with family.
After all, I have had the privilege of getting to know this new little guy named Gavin.
After all, my husband of almost 37 years is right here, well not quite by my side as he is sleeping on the couch by the blow up bed! Ha! Quite the scene here, with two 60 somethings trying to get out of their make shift beds…
Does it feel like my birthday? I must answer with a resounding ‘yes’! I will remember this day as very special.
After all it isn’t everyday that I get to celebrate the birth of a new grandchild just days before my own birthday.
I couldn’t ask for a better gift.
Sure feels like a birthday to me!